Jigsaw Poems - Poems about Jigsaw

In the quiet morning light, for the first time, I truly gazed into the mirror, What I saw was unrecognisable, I must confess I was close to it but had to draw closer still, I was surprised to see a jigsaw of times past. Once a canvas, unmarked, Now wrinkles, each a story of lessons learnt and experiences...

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The old man's trophy, antlers impale my v i s c e r a l veins. Love, a moth's wings, ash-dusted, flutters its last in death's...

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When the genius arrived on Venus in a shuttle he was shocked to see a jigsaw puzzle. He tried to fix Heather by putting the pieces of her heart together but faced bad weather so he eventually reached the end of his tether. He decided to not to let another minute go to waste so he made haste with...

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Just a big box of cardboard shapes Individual pieces defined Goodness, that feels like you and me Slowly, yet surely, is all it takes And in good time, they'll fit, side by side Why then, I've got to ask, why don't we?...

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Our differences Are like the pieces of a puzzle called life Where the picture on the box Shows all joys and all strife Shapes fit just the same The bright and the dull Mis-shapes take some time As we chew and we mull In the end it's all fine Unique in it's beauty An imperfect image Released from all duty To conform to the...

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JIGSAW POPULATIONS Our differences are like the pieces of a puzzle called life Shapes that may not all fit together, yet one always will To achieve a harmonious well-fitting picture is the goal Sometimes their images connect to complete the whole But it’s the many attempts that are the grist to the mill To build a picture, to be celebrated with...

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By the meadow a jigsaw puzzle gets completed Basked in moonlight from the mountain Left and right, pieces go, left and right. All the naughty caterpillars and the bugs Share their naughtiness crawling through the pieces: Left and right, they spread, left and right. Such naughtiness is best kept secret! Even if the darkness makes no promise It's best kept hidden in its...

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One moment there was a time When things had to be done on a dime I will never decline A VHS treasure find If you get over the hypocrite's hatred of the dirty mind Image beautiful and sweet Puzzle needing to complete Displaying a model athlete Depended...

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(Written by Dilly Dally, but modified by me as the contest wants) There is a beach ball suspended on the rafters of the pool. Stuck there for long years, it didn’t catch anyone’s special attention. Though I have been seeing it for the last seven years, Today for the first time, a thought coursed through my mind. It holds the...

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"When we feel our lives falling to pieces. it's best to gather them, place in sunlight...by poet Pieces of our lives, like jigsaw puzzles, fitting in places, rejected in some. If unkind, through those I quickly hustle, expertly avoiding those with no sun, selecting those with a long distance run. Searching for joyfulness I want to keep; yet, when I look farther, go...

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Life is having the grand picture That the jigsaw pieces compose. This is what makes it an adventure: Setting out for where one knows. As the pieces fall into place The player's satisfaction grows. So does his joy, confidence and grace, And it follows him wherever he goes! Finding God is the jigsaw puzzle: The maker of a man within nine months, Who brings us...

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To us Complete sharing is difficult sometimes Every man takes into his possessions A little piece of the land A little piece of the sky maybe temporary And some even a little piece of the sea To join the jigsaw puzzle pieces To produce a picture of his own dream...

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accepting this-ness of body and mind duality that grips us in its bind struggling to overcome adversity conscience would have us uphold piety how within this maze, Gods light may we find 25-July-2021...

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She was bored with the TV and with her book With puzzles too the same she was never unstuck Needed something that would occupy her mind When upstairs in the closet a jigsaw she did find Over a thousand pieces she would put together The picture when done of a boat in hot weather Her table would do...

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Neti neti, not this, not this! Negating illusions ephemeral, searching for the eternal, that that neither comes nor goes, the jigsaw puzzle becomes complete upon recognising that the entity searching, in as a separate identity must first vaporise! That that remains, as presence unstained, is That! Where be the centre of our formless consciousness? Throb of bliss beckons! 21-October-2020...

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